“And he was so ashamed, right? Promised to never do it again? Probably even brought her some beautiful flowers too.” He snorted. “Seriously. You know better than that.” He was right. I couldn’t deny it. Men didn’t hit women no matter what. Period. It didn’t matter if a woman was beating up on a man—he took the hits. There was nothing that justified hitting a woman. It was what I taught perpetrators in all of my domestic violence education classes.
